Sean Davies [Davies - Mydia’s End

The Book Wielder Saga Book 3

Mydias End

The Sequel to Gloom Rising and Reality Falling

By Sean Davies

Table of Contents

The Book Wielder Saga

(In Chronological Order:)

• Dreamleaf Blues
• Gloom Rising
• Reality Falling
• Mydias End

Also by this Author:

• The House of Twelve

Coming Soon:

• Terra in Bloom
• Beyond Shattered Terra

Foreword

Hi all,

Firstly, I'd like to say a big thank you to all my friends, fans, and family for your continued support, advice, reviews, and emails - without you I probably wouldn't have made it to the end of this series! Once it seemed like I'd never even finish writing Gloom Rising, but now here we are at the fourth and final instalment of the Book Wielder Saga and I hope you enjoy it!

Secondly, if youre new to the series then I'm afraid Mydia's End won't make much sense without at least reading Gloom Rising and its sequel Reality Falling first. Dreamleaf Blues would be a bonus, as it follows the characters Genevieve Jameson and Chloe O'Kelly, and gives an inside view of the Supernatural gangs years before Winston Reynolds arrived on the scene, but I've tried to recap as much as possible so it's not essential.

Lastly, I may look at writing a sci-fi/fantasy spiritual prequel to the Saga set long before Mydia - but in Earth's near future, so watch this space! However, next on my agenda is finishing Terra in Bloom', a story I was working on shortly after completing The House of Twelve' years ago but left idle during a manic move, new job, and the new arrival of my second son Lucas. I'll leave a sample at the end of Mydia's End if you want to check out what's coming next.

Anyway, I hope I've done the series justice in this last book (I've tried to include as many as the old favourites as possible, and also the cameos people requested), and that you have a great time reading Mydia's End! :)

Sean Davies

Prologue

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fter the discovery of magic, which added to their already blossoming array of psychic abilities, the Ascendants-to-be quickly expanded beyond their overpopulated world and into the stars. The path was not easy for them, as they continued their habit of clashing and warring wherever possible into the void of space and onto their new worlds, but after the rise of the Regulators the species finally abandoned their primitive infighting. Unification was embraced by all and engrained on them forever more. Just as they had outgrown their home world, the advanced species soon surpassed their flesh, and they took on new forms that were able to encompass their ever-growing power. They re-created themselves as the Ascendants, and they sailed the cosmos in all directions to drink in the wonder and glory of the limitless universe around them.

Eventually, after countless eons of exploration, three Ascendants came across a lone star barren of a solar system. Tired of their endless journey, they psychically bounced a radical idea between their crystalline superstructures. After skimming the pathways of Fate to make sure their idea would not upset the balance of the universe and radically disrupt the dimensions current chain of events, the Ascendants decided to create life.

The Ascendant of Darkness and the Ascendant of Light poured their overwhelming power into the Ascendant of Neutrality and Regulation, sacrificing their sentience and most of their lifeforce to empower their comrade. The Ascendant of Neutrality blossomed outwards as it unravelled its magics and psychic reality-manipulating abilities, and earth, molten lava, and magically-powered machinery and pathways sprouted forth until the Ascendant was encompassed by the planet of Mydia. Sacrificing more of itself but keeping enough intelligence to act as the planets guardian, the newly self-titled Creator made the atmosphere and oceans, the continents, and then the enchanting creatures and plant life that would dwell upon them. The planet Mydia was based loosely on the Ascendants home world from long ago, and as such, the Creator decided to recreate their ancestral species, in the exact image of their original fleshy human forms, to live in the magical world. From within its mechanical mantle, The Creator blanketed his drained crystalline companions in miles and miles of spherical rock, so that they would appear as a pair of twin moons orbiting the new planet. The Creator also rekindled their remaining power and purpose, so they could stare down at their creation in wonder and protect it from the perils of the cosmos if needed. Then, remembering its ancestors chaotic and war-filled beginnings, the Creator decided to intervene one last time. Summoning up the remnants of its surplus power, the Creator made one last species on the surface of Mydia to promote progress over primitiveness. At the Creators whim, the Archmages materialised on Mydias surface, magically imbued superhumans that were to live amongst the regular humans, and kick start their journey into civilisation and greatness. Shortly after, book wielding Regulators appeared within the population as a result of Fates intervention to preserve the balance of magic, a force that could threaten the fabric of reality if abused or used too liberally.

The Creator tuned himself into the very pulse of the lifeblood coursing through Mydias mechanical circulatory system, and to the harmonious balance of the magical forces on the surface. Content with his masterpiece of a world, the Creator slumbered peacefully in his mechanical shell, allowing his subconscious systems to regulate the planets magic and mechanisms

Time for school kids! Brooke Sienna, the Werewolf Shaman sniper, shouted from the kitchen. Your lunches are on the dining table!

Alexander gently shut the blue and white tome, swept his white curtained hair out of the way of his purple Mage eyes, and smiled at his six adopted children. Well carry on reading tonight, but we could always move onto an actual childrens book for a change.

Nah Alex, theyre so boring! Jackie, a blonde haired ten-year-old and the eldest of the orphans groaned. Your books from work are so much cooler!

The other five children nodded eagerly at their appointed representatives statement.

Is it true, Uncle Alex? Benjamin, a bright eyed, blonde seven-year-old asked eagerly.

Well, the Archmage that wrote this book believed so Alexander began.

Kids, youre going to be late for school! Brooke called from the kitchen. And youre going to be late for work, mister! she shouted disapprovingly at her procrastinating husband.

Even though their apartment only occupied a single storey, it was easily big enough to contain several normal houses worth of living space, and Brooke often had to shout her orders from one room to the next. On occasion she would even resort to using her mobile phone to call the home landline to coordinate the six children and her academically obsessed husband.

Its not like Winston minds, Alexander said defensively as he ran a hand through his smart white hair. I dont even have a real start time.

It sets a bad example for the children, Brooke said as she entered the room and handed out lunches contained within brown paper bags.

The Werewolf Shaman, Brooke Sienna, was dressed in a thick grey vest top and black combat trousers. Her yellow eyes were fierce, contrasting wickedly with her black skin, and reflected her well-coordinated thoughts and determination to get her family to their designated places in time. Like always, her head was shaved silky smooth, as Brooke found that the easiest way to deal with the rapid hair-growth that came with being a Werewolf was a pair of clippers and a razor.

Alexander still carried the look of a scholar well, with smart attire, a long grey overcoat, and small round spectacles over his inquisitive purple Mage eyes. His skin was pale from too many hours indoors, and he had grown his white hair slightly into a smart curtained style.